Incest/Taboo Truth or Consequences

Just hearing her say that did it. I couldn't have stopped the geyser that followed if I had wanted to. The pleasurable rush of semen suddenly racing up my shaft, the incredible explosion that followed as streamer after streamer of white-hot sticky spunk flew from the head of my dick splashing against both of them. Tracy crying out in delight, Stacy I think actually climaxing as she squealed in surprise, panting and gasping, thrashing about some, though Tracy soon joined her as I finished unloading what had to have been at least nine or ten really hard felt spurts against the two of them. In seconds, their respective breasts were covered in my thick juicy cream, rivers of it running between, some clinging to their nipples like frozen icicles after a storm. They were still basking in it, giggling over the spectacle as I stood there.

Sudden movement, though more shadow than anything catching my eye. I glanced over towards the hallway, not seeing anything, but now alert and aware. I waited, listening...sure enough seconds later, an all too familiar creak on the stairs, third one from the top. Normally you wouldn't even be aware of it unless you were listening for it, and I was. I couldn't help but wonder how much Chris had seen, or heard. And worse...how long had she actually been there? I decided not to say anything to the twins about it however. I didn't want to throw a damp towel over what we'd just enjoyed here together. But I figured, if anyone was really to blame for any of this...it was me. I'd give it a few more minutes, and then make my way upstairs to Chris's room, and take it from there.

"Come on, let's go jump in the shower and then get ready for bed!" Stacy suggested, the two of them giggling as they both kissed me before scurrying off down the hallway towards mom's room. By the way they were acting, I had a feeling the night was far from over with for them. And even though it was still a delight seeing them leave, I now turned towards the stairs, slowly climbing them heading up towards my sister's room. As I reached the landing, purposely by-passing that third stair, I saw a feint light still coming from beneath the door in Chris's room, so I knew she was still up. More importantly, I wondered what she might say to me when I knocked on her door. Nervously, I approached, still wondering just how much Chris had indeed seen or overheard, and how bad it was going to be now that she had.

I reached her door, tapping on in lightly, calling into her as I did. "Chris? Just wanted to say goodnight," I stated though it took an extra moment or two before she actually answered me.

"Goodnight David," came her soft reply, though I couldn't really tell anything in the way she had answered. I waited a moment more, hearing nothing else, and then turned preparing to head down the hall to my room when she actually did call out to me again. "David?" I stepped back to the door.

"Yeah?"

"Can I see you for a minute?" She asked. I swallowed, blew out a breath and turned the knob on the door. It was open as I stepped into her room, still only wearing my briefs even then, though at least I no longer had an erection. Chris was laying in bed beneath the sheets. Though sitting up, she had pulled them up, trapping them beneath her armpits, and thus over her breasts. It was evident she didn't have anything on, which surprised me a little.

"Yeah?" I said again standing there as she beckoned me over to her.

"Sit down," she said patting the bed beside her, even scooting over a bit though she was still careful to take most of the sheet with her when doing that. "I think we need to talk," she informed me.

Sheepishly I sat down next to her. "Figured you might," I began still wondering how on earth I was going to explain any of this. "I know...I know, things sort of got out of hand," I began as she looked at me in surprise.

"So you...you knew I was there?" She asked.

"Well, not for sure, and not really until...well you know, until I had...until I had climaxed. But then I saw your shadow, so figured you had been."

"You actually jerked off...in front of the twins," she stated, though again her tone of voice wasn't telling me much.

"Yeah, like I said, things sort of got carried away. We'd been talking about...well about stuff, and then one thing led to another, sort of a dare you thing I guess, and then all three of us sort of, well hell sis....we just got aroused and got carried away. I don't know how else to explain it," I told her.

"Four," she said simply.

"Four?"

"Yeah...I was too," she said blushing herself now. "And I probably should have said something when I realized just how carried away things were getting. But I didn't. So I'm just as much to blame for any of that as the three of you are. I got aroused too, watching you, what I could see anyway," she added. But it was even hearing it...listening to what was being said that was arousing to me. Did the girls really take one another's virginity?"

"Apparently, yes...with one of mom's toys even," I laughed easing the tension just a little. "Though I'm not sure she knows that!"

"Probably not," Chris mused, snickering a little. "I do hope they washed it and put it back," she then added laughing again, though hearing her do that relaxed me considerably. "Surprised they didn't come ask me to borrow one of mine," she then offered which now made me laugh at that. "Though to be honest David, I'm even more surprised they didn't actually coerce you into doing it," she now said seriously.

That one took me back a little. "And why would you say or think that?" I asked. "I am after all their brother. I seriously don't think...aside from what happened tonight, that either one of them has really thought about anything like that before."

"You'd be surprised," Chris told me. "It's not the only time I've heard the two of them secretly discussing you. I know for a fact, they've long been curious about what you looked like, and how big you are."

"Well, I guess they won't be curious any more now will they?" I realized, playing the entire evening inside my head again, though I also felt a small stirring occur when doing that, and knew then it was time to refocus here. "But I really am sorry sis..."

"Yeah, me too," Chris said looking at me. "Sorry because I'm not quite as bold or as outgoing as the twins are," she continued...her hands suddenly coming up taking the sheet away as she revealed her magnificent breasts to me. I sat there open-mouthed looking at her. Watching as she continued to pull it away. And then she really did surprise me. Sitting there, as she totally and completely uncovered herself, I saw then that she had in fact placed a vibrator between her legs. It wasn't on...but it was fully buried inside of her. "As you can see...I really was horny, I was in fact masturbating when you called through the door," she now shared with me. "Thinking about what I saw, heard...wishing I'd been sitting there watching you myself. I didn't dare look after you stood up, or for sure you'd have seen me. All I could do was listen at that point. But...it was enough."

"Damn sis!" I said my eyes glued to her neatly trimmed treasure. The pink knobby looking toy still sticking inside her as she only then reached down pulling it out. I was surprised to see her essence clinging to it. A bit of her own white frothy naughtiness adhering to the surface of the toy. She laughed at that. "What?"

"I was two or three seconds away from climaxing when you knocked."

I sat up even more. "Should I...should I leave?" I asked somewhat confused here, though her eyes said otherwise.

"No! In fact...David," she said a bit more softly. "I'll be honest with you. I was jealous downstairs, jealous of the twins, jealous that I wasn't able to watch you or see you while you were doing that. I...I...I almost walked in."

"You should have," I grinned. "I don't think either one of the twins would have said or done anything at that point...they were too far gone as it was, though again...so was I."

Chris looked at my groin, the hard press of my swollen cock once more apparent. "Can I...can I see it?" She asked. "It's been a while," she lustfully added, only then easing the tip of the fake cock back inside herself. I was getting harder and harder by the minute. I leaned back on the bed, lifting my ass, reaching down and pulling my briefs down as I did so. My hard cock once more springing free. "Can I...touch it too?" She then asked though already reaching over towards it. I merely nodded my head, closing my eyes as the pleasurable sensation of my elder sister's hand wrapped around the length of it, gently squeezing.

"Can I...touch your breasts?" I then asked in return.

She smiled, shivered a little in excitement perhaps, though nodding her head yes.

I moved over closer to her, now kissing, licking and then gingerly sucking one of her exquisite breasts into my mouth. She moaned, her hand tightening about my cock. "Rub yourself with it sis," I whispered to her around her breast. "Go ahead...do it, get yourself off with me," I urged her. She didn't even hesitate. Seconds later I felt the sweetness of her super-slick pussy. She had long since removed and actually tossed away the toy she'd had inside her. Her hand now working my shaft up and down the length of her swollen split. She was panting like crazy now, only moments away from what I knew was her release. My mouth still sucking, hands caressing and kneading her breasts. And then I felt the unthinkable, though I am sure we both did. Suddenly I felt the tip of my cock slip in, just barely, but enough to know it had penetrated my sister's cunt. She tensed, moaned, neither one of us moving. "Just say the word," I suddenly stated even before thinking about any "consequences" afterwards.

"Fuck me, oh David...fuck me!" She said a hairs breath after that.

I plunged in and out of my sister's cunt. The warmth and heat of it surrounding me. We could both easily hear the succulent juicy, even frothy sounds of her pussy as we fucked. Adding to our mutual delight and pleasure as wickedly decadent as it was. Bad enough....her brothers cock, my sister's pussy, the knowledge of what we were now doing, and then hearing it as we did. But at the moment...that was the farthest thing from either one of our minds. I felt Chris's nails digging into my back at the moment of her release, followed up by this amazing sensation as her cunt literally liquefied around me. I'd been with a few women who got "juicy-wet", which was exciting enough, but never...ever...anyone, or anything like this. I felt this incredible sensation of additional moisture, warm... bathing me as I continued to plow into that amazing place.

Chris's cry of ecstasy and passion filling the air, a momentary worry for me as I wondered if the sounds had traveled enough to have been heard. Too late in worrying about that now, especially as my second orgasm of the night began. Not knowing though...and even more worried about that now, I pulled out. Realizing why perhaps, understanding without words, Chris suddenly scooted back on the bed. Even before the first shot of my spunk left the tip of my cock, Chris suddenly had it in her mouth. Shocked, surprised, I emptied myself into her, Chris sucking, swallowing, pumping my prick, urging out each and every hot-throbbing ejaculate from my dick until she had mercifully drained it. I collapsed back onto the bed, the smell of sex heavy in the air, the sheets soaked from our furious liquid coupling. I finally opened my eyes, though Chris hadn't as yet removed me, still licking and sucking me though I had softened considerably.

"Wow...ah, you ok sis?" I found myself asking her. She looked up, a smile in her eyes as she answered.

"You have no idea," she said pleasurably. "But..."

"But?"

"I think we really stepped in it," she said only then releasing my cock though she still held it. "I won't lie about this David, about what happened...I can't. So let's just hope we're not confronted with it, or asked about it. It might in fact be a good idea if we never mentioned that this ever happened."

"Fat chance," Tracy said as the twins suddenly came walking into the room. "Yeah, and I thought I was loud whenever I came!" Stacy added. "Jesus sis...damn good thing it was just us and not mom who were able to hear that!"

"Fuck..." Chris moaned rolling over, though not bothering with trying to cover herself, or hide the fact we'd pretty much messed up the bed. With her vibrator still lying on the floor, pillows now scattered from hell to breakfast, it was obvious the passion and wild abandonment we'd so recently shared.

Stacy sat beside me on the bed, reaching over to clasp my very limp, very flaccid cock in her hand, even managing to milk out a droplet of cum which she wiped off with her finger, and then tasting it. "So I'm guessing this is pretty much done for the night right?"

"You'd be guessing correctly," I told her. "And besides, I think it's probably a good time for the four of us..." I said addressing my elder sister as well. "To decide what happens...or doesn't happen next. Especially as we've opened a very taboo door here, and with mom still out of town for a few days yet. If we don't... then things are apt to become very awkward and uncomfortable around here, and I know for sure...mom will sense that the moment she walks in through the door. Unless..."

"Unless?" Chris now questioned, though looking confused and totally unsure of herself. A look I had never seen on her face before.

"Unless we come to an understanding, here...tonight...amongst the four of us," I suggested again.

"Which is?" Tracy asked though smiling as she did so.

"That we all agree...all this ends right here and now...or, we all agree, all of us...no exceptions, that if it's to continue, we do so with an open-mind, no threats, jealousies..." I said briefly looking at Chris once more, "And just see where this goes." I offered.

We all sat silently thinking about it after that for a few moments. And then Stacy stood speaking up first. "Well, just so you all know, I have no intention of stopping anything, not until I've at least fucked him too, especially since Chris already has. So until I have...even if the rest of you decide not to continue on with this..." she let that hang there for a moment. And then Tracy said, "Ditto. That goes for me too," she said grinning at me, and then pouting as she looked down at my still very limp cock. "Let's give it at least a couple more days before we make any final decisions. At least until mom gets home. Maybe by then...we'll all know, and be in agreement by then. Everyone at least agree to that much?"

As strange as it may sound, I'd have gone along with it either way. I was still dealing with my own mixed emotions at this point, as was Chris I'm sure. Lust, excitement, and arousal, no longer guiding my thoughts, though I also knew that could quickly change. Especially around these three. And besides, I was tired too, and felt like we could all use a good night's sleep. Maybe in the morning we'd all see things differently. Or...maybe not.

At least it was Saturday, though even then I didn't sleep in as much as I would have liked to. I'd been tossing and turning most of the night...dreaming. And even then my dreams woke me...usually with a hard on. Visions of my sisters, sometimes singularly, sometimes all three of them together, kept invading my thoughts. I woke, unable to sleep any longer and headed downstairs to make coffee. By the time I arrived, Chris was already doing so, surprised to see me up and about already, and not having bothered to put anything on except for her bathrobe. When she turned, she had to gather it, closing it in her hand, the belt for it obviously missing. I saw those same sweet breasts I'd finally got to suck and play with, not to mention that neat dark tuft of hair between her legs where I'd so pleasurably fucked it the night before.

"Coffee will be ready in a minute," she said sitting down, taking a seat at the table though letting go of her robe again, which immediately parted, exposing most of her bare breasts though I tried not to stare at her as I spoke.

"Sleep well?" I asked.

"No...not at all. You?"

I shook my head no. "Tossed and turned most of the night, though I must have slept some, kept having these dreams," I admitted.

"Yeah, me too," she said as well. "Good dreams? Or bad dreams?"

"I guess it depends on how you look at it," I told her, only then coming to my own personal decision here. "What I can tell you is this...I enjoyed last night. A lot. And as far as I'm concerned, as long as everyone else is in agreement with it...I'd like to continue on with it. At least until we've all had time to make other final decisions regarding what's happened here. But I'm not sure I'm ready to do that...not without..."

Before I even knew what was happening, Chris shot up over her chair and came over to mine. Suddenly she was sitting in my lap kissing me. And not like a sister either. "Obviously...I've already reached that very same conclusion myself," she told me. "Now...before the twins get up and discover we're up...how about you fuck me again," she grinned.

Coffee would have to wait.

Whatever indecisions or thoughts I might have had about all of this went right out the window the moment I felt my sister's hot wet pussy sliding down over my shaft again. Nuzzling her magnificent breasts once more as she did, filling my hands with all that soft pliant tit-flesh while she pleasured my cock was one hell of a nice way to wake up in the morning. And though not quite as frenzied as it had been the last time, it was still bad enough. The same slick sounds of her cunt, the bouncing of the chair on the floor perhaps, followed not too long after that by the same squeal of pleasured ecstasy, I soon felt my own about to join hers.

"No need to worry David," she assured me. "I'm still on the pill, so go ahead baby...fill me. Fill me with all your hot delicious cream!"

I began doing just that. Feeling my prick pulsate, release, pulsate and release again, over and over was almost mind-numbing. And of course, hearing the down stairs door to the twins room suddenly open and then close with a mad dash of feet coming up the stairs was no real surprise. We hadn't exactly been quiet again.

"Jesus you two! Why don't you just blow a fucking bugle next time!" Stacy said entering the kitchen as we sat there, Chris no longer worried or concerned about what the twins might think. Her actions needless to say, speaking louder than words. Though Tracy, somewhat amused, wasn't very pleased none the less at finding us this way.

"So how longs he going to be out of action this time?" She quipped coming over to take a seat next to us, though leaning in, looking down, and even tweaking one of her sister's nipples as she did that.

"Ouch!"

"You deserved it," Tracy told her. "Not fair. You've already fucked him twice now, and we haven't even fucked him once yet!"

"I'm sure you two will get your turn. By the feel of it...he's still pretty firm, bet you could even climb on and get him hard enough again before you know it."

"Coffee first," I said begging off momentarily, though this was looking to be one hell of an interesting day the way it had just started out.

"Yeah, and a shower too," Tracy added turning towards her sister..."Unless you want sloppy-sister seconds," she laughed. Chris immediately cupped her quim, keeping all the juice I'd put in there from running down her legs as she prepared to head off back up the stairs again. "Hmmm, how about sloppy seconds that way," Stacy asked looking after Chris, and then followed her.

"What are you doing?" Chris asked as Stacy caught up to her.

"Something I've always wanted to do...but never had the guts to actually try...or do," she told her, and then pushed her back down into a kitchen chair. With a plop, still cupping her cunt with her hand, Stacy knelt down on the floor in front of her, forcing her legs apart.

"Well I'll be damned!" Tracy exclaimed, giggling. "Save some for me sis," she quipped scooting over a chair in order to watch this, as I now did...after first pouring myself a cup of coffee of course.

Even Chris was surprised by this, but only for a moment as suddenly her younger sister buried her face between her legs and began sucking out all the cum I'd just shot in there.

"Holy shit," I said looking on. And sure enough, in seconds, I was fucking hard again.

Now past her own shock at her sister's twisted boldness, Chris lifted her feet bracing them against the edge of the kitchen table, likewise spreading herself even more widely as Stacy continued to lap away at her now very exposed cunt. Still looking on in abject disbelief, Tracy suddenly reached down removing that all too familiar garment she slept in, once again confirming she was naked beneath it. She looked down at me then, seeing my hard stiff throbbing cock. I could see by the look in her eyes what she wanted to do.

"Thought you wanted me to shower first," I laughed.

"Fuck that. We'll shower afterwards. I'm too damn horny to wait now!" She charged, suddenly walking over, though turning around so as to continue to watch her twin sister going down on her eldest sister. And though this now effectively blocked my view, I didn't really mind as Tracy's pussy made contact with my cock for the very first time. Without any fanfare, she simply impaled herself, the entire length of my blood engorged cock now captured within the deep dark recess of her tight hot pussy. Though she sat, unmoving for a moment. "Hmm, stay still," she almost purred. "I just want to feel it being in there for a moment." I didn't mind that, I was in no real hurry myself, savoring the moment as well, though I did reach around her, gathering her small, yet firm pliant breasts within my hands, caressing them. "Ooh, that's nice!" She mewled again. "I do so love having my tits played with."

"And I love playing with them," I told her only then thrusting up a bit, driving myself even deeper into my loving sister's cunt. She giggled, thrust back, and proceeded to ride me in a reverse cowgirl while looking on at her sister as she continued eating Chris's cum filled pussy.

"My turn!" Chris announced a few minutes later. Reluctantly standing up again, Chris now helped Stacy to finish removing the rest of her clothes, taking her robe and spreading it out on the kitchen table. "Lay down," she said leering at my sister, though now my view was perfect as Stacy complied with her sister's instructions. Spreading out on the table, legs dangling over the edge just off to the side of where Tracy and I were. Sitting down in a chair now, Chris leaned forward, her mouth immediately seeking and finding Stacy's wet juicy split.

"Who'd have thought my elder sister would ever eat pussy?" She laughed, though groaning in delight as Chris's tongue slowly ran up and down the length of her split.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," she answered back. "Yours isn't the first one I've ever gone down on."

There was obviously a story there, and I'd be interested in hearing it. But at the moment, I was too absorbed in the wild, wicked spectacle taking place all around me. Not to mention Tracy's wet slick cunt now pounding up and down like a runaway freight train on my prick. It wasn't long after that, that I felt the second orgasm of the morning begin to manifest itself.

"Oh fuck...Tracy, I'm gonna..."

"Yes! Yes!" She cried out interrupting me. "Shoot that nasty cum-fuck juice in my cunt!" She cried out, already in the throes of orgasmic bliss herself at this point. Feeling her pussy contract around me, spasms that clenched, milked and pulsated over and over, I released. Squirt after delicious squirt began filling my sister's cunt as she continued to sit there grinding against me now, receiving my hot nectar until I finally collapsed back, drained and exhausted.

"Bring it here!" Stacy cried out having watched us, all the while Chris still lapping away at her pussy. Tracy immediately climbed up onto the kitchen table, straddling her sister's face now, cupping her mound with her hand, keeping my cream from dripping out prematurely. Once positioned however, she settled down onto her twin sister's face, a devious smile on her own face as she grinned at me.

"She does eat a mean pussy," Tracy groaned as she knelt there over her sister's face, with me more than content to just sit back now...looking on.

"Well, that was certainly interesting," Chris stated a while later as we all sat around the table, still naked, as she poured coffee for the four of us.

"I think that's an understatement," I quipped smiling back at everyone, though we all were really. It was like seeing several Cheshire cats grinning at one another as we all fought to collect our wits and sanity after all that, though it was Stacy now who was suddenly pouting.

"I still haven't fucked him yet," she suddenly realized as everyone laughed.

"Give me a while...and this time, not before I actually do take a shower!" I informed her. "After all, we do have the entire weekend ahead of us you know."

A knock on the door however suddenly had everyone looking at one another, and then scrambling.

"Who the hell could that be?" Chris stammered as the twins automatically bolted down the stairs to their room.

"I don't know...but somebody better answer it!" I said as we heard the knock again, followed by the doorbell.

"You do it!" Chris threw at me. "I sure as hell can't, not looking like this, and smelling like pussy galore!" She cried out, already fleeing towards the stairs heading up to her room. With no other choice or options available to me, I quickly threw on my sister's robe, having to hold it closed with just my hand as she still hadn't found the belt for it, and headed towards the front door. I opened it, and there stood Marla, my Aunt, mother's own twin sister as she basically glared at me.

"About damn time," she said pushing past me into the house. "What the hell's going on around here anyway?"

Marla was carrying a sack full of clothes that mom had obviously loaned her to wear. Proceeding past me into the kitchen, with no stopping her as she did, I was hard pressed to explain the obvious disarray of the kitchen itself, chairs scattered about and situated as they had been earlier, not to mention four cups of still half filled coffee sitting on the table. My Aunt looked at me, up and down for a moment.

"What?" I simply asked her, feeling extremely nervous at this point.

"What's wrong with your robe?" She asked me point blank. Fearful, I looked down, worried I was showing or something, still having to hold it closed with my hand.

"Nothing, why?"

"Then explain to me why you're wearing your sister's bathrobe. I should know, I gave that to her as a Christmas present last year."

"Fuck!" I thought silently to myself. "I ah...mines dirty... in the wash, so I grabbed this one to wear when I heard the doorbell," I offered weakly. She was still glaring at me, perhaps deciding if my answer was sufficient, though why I don't know. She turned, once again surveying the kitchen area.

"And so...where is everyone? Obviously they were here," she said. Thankfully, Chris came walking into the kitchen at that moment, towel drying her hair as though having just come from the shower.

"Hey Aunt Marla," she said walking over giving our aunt a kiss on the cheek, which Marla accepted of course, but now eyeing her suspiciously.

"Something fishy going on around here," she then said taking a seat, motioning for Chris to pour her a coffee.

"What do you mean?" Chris asked sounding perfectly calm, though I was far from it, especially standing there wearing my sister's bathrobe.

"Well, for one thing...David's wearing your robe, and you're wearing your mothers. I know...because I bought that one for her too." Chris made a face at her, laughing it off.

"David's was dirty, so he borrowed mine and then I borrowed moms," she replied simply. "What's so fishy about that?" I breathed a small sigh of relief for Chris corroborating my own explanation. Though that was short-lived however.

"The smell in this room," she said eying the two of us. "If I didn't know better..."

I almost let out a sigh of relief when my aunt stood, preparing to leave. "Yes, well...I promised your mother I'd drop by, check on you before she returned. She said something about coming back late Sunday night yes?"

"Late Sunday yes..." I almost too quickly confirmed. Standing next to her, she sniffed, eye-balling me up and down once again, and then leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek, likewise doing the same to Chris just as commotion from downstairs told us all the twins were on their way back up. "Damn..." I thought silently.

"Aunt M!" The twins said jointly reaching the top of the stairs, rushing over to greet her. They had always called her that, though no one else ever had, and perhaps their being twins gave them some sort of special status and affection around their aunt, more so than Chris or I as her demeanor brightened considerably upon seeing them.

"Was wondering where you two were," she told them. "Was just about to leave."

"Yeah, we just got up," Stacy said though she and her sister were dressed at least, though Marla paused once again looking at them, and then us.

"Just?" She asked.

"Yeah...we just got up, thought we'd come up and see you, after we heard your voice up here," she responded back. Marla glanced at the table...at four cups of coffee sitting there. And suddenly sat down again.

"Shit!" I said suddenly to myself as Chris likewise looked at me, worry on her face. I am sure she was thinking the exact same thing.

"Ok...enough's, enough. I think it's time I got down to whatever the hell it is that's been going on around here," she said looking sternly towards the twins now, not even bothering to look at us again. "Too many puzzle pieces," she explained. "And let me put it bluntly for you all. For starters, I don't know a single man that would parade around in a woman's bathrobe...no matter what. Secondly...there are four cups of half finished coffee on the table, not two. Which tells me...the two of you aren't telling me the truth here. Third? Chris looks like she just got out of the shower, but her hair wasn't all that wet for one thing, and last but not least...I know the smell of pussy, and frankly David...you reek of it, though so does this entire room," she finished.

That last comment had everyone standing there wide-eyed, though no one was saying a word one way or the other, which in my estimation, was as good as confessing we had in fact been up to something.

Marla folded her arms over her breasts, sat back in her chair and glared at each of us. "I'm not going anywhere, until I have some sort of reasonable explanation, other than the ones you've all been trying to feed me. That...or I'll be calling your mother here shortly to let her know what it is I'm suspecting. So, it's up to you. Either come clean with me...or come clean with her...your choice, either way."

As far as I was concerned, the jig was up. Bad enough that my Aunt was going to hear about all this, but that was a damn sight better than mom finding it out for herself. Though she could at times be a pain in the ass, the one thing I had learned about my Aunt, was she had always kept a confidence, leaving it up to us to deal with whatever consequences for our actions, whatever they might be. Just her knowing about it was usually enough to cause any one of us to fess up, make things right without her ever once having to say anything. But this went a damn sight further than anything we'd ever done before in having to fess up to.

"I'd say you'd better sit down for this, but you already are," I began. "So maybe...we should at least all go into the family room and get comfortable. This is going to take a while."

We had long known of course that my Aunt had been a so-called closet lesbian for years. And though she didn't really try hiding it, it just wasn't something we discussed or brought up around her. She had never married of course, and had a long time "friend" for several years until just a few short months ago, though they had never officially lived together. Unlike mom, my aunt hardly ever wore any makeup, which perhaps contributed to her looking a lot older than mom did. Beyond that, like Stacy and Tracy, they looked pretty much identical beyond that, and I very often wondered why my Aunt was into women...and why mom was certainly more interested in men. At least she was dating at the time, though nothing too serious.

I sat, telling the story as honestly and as completely as I could from the very beginning. The twins fidgeting on one couch looking somewhat shame-faced, Chris sitting across from me, though next to our Aunt in matching oversized chairs. Twice I caught her trying to gather my attention, though I didn't want to stop in the middle of things...not yet, not while I had all this fresh in my mind. She eventually looked exasperated, shook her head dismissively, and eventually gave up. I figured whatever she was trying to tell me, or signal me...would just have to wait. Thirty minutes later, I had finished with her knock on the door. Whatever her thoughts now...well, we'd soon learn of the consequences. But at least I had told the truth. Sink or swim.

Only then did she look around at each and every one of us. "Well frankly...I'm not too terribly surprised by any of this," she said pleasantly enough, though I had half expected her to explode or something, even prepared for it to some extent. "You four always have been rather close...especially lately, now that David's become obviously a virile young man. And judging by the size of his cock, I'm not too terribly surprised you all decided to sample it either," she added. It was then I looked down, realizing I'd been sitting there talking to her, with my robe having fallen open quite some time ago. I'd forgotten all about trying to keep it closed.

"I tried telling you," Chris actually laughed. "But after a while I figured, oh hell...we've all seen it, might as well let Aunt Marla see it now too," she giggled again, which my Aunt suddenly did too, surprising, and actually embarrassing me a little as I suddenly grabbed my robe with my hand, closing it again.

"Don't bother David," she told me standing up. "We're not done yet," she added. "There's a little matter we need to settle up with here first. You know the rules, same one's I have as your mother does. You all failed to tell me the truth when I initially asked you. So now, you get to deal with the consequences. So let me spell it out for you all. Either you all do...and I mean ALL of you do, what I tell you to do...or, I tell your mother everything you just told me, and let her deal with it. Those are your choices, period. So...which is it going to be?"

For me, there was no choice. Whatever my Aunt decided we were going to have to do as punishment, far and away would be a lot easier than trying to explain any of this to mother, seeing her hurt, or obviously disgusted with us. And again...I had always admired my aunt for at least doing that. Keeping things between us whenever it came to that, which it certainly had now. And by the looks of it, so did everyone else as they all came to an immediate agreement.

"So be it," she said sitting down in her chair once again. "OK all of you, stand....come over here in front of me." We all looked at one another, but then did so, waiting to hear what our punishment was to be. "Strip." She said softly, easily.

I started to open my mouth to speak, but she just stared me down. "You heard me...now do it, like I said, without question. Unless you'd rather I pick up the phone here."

Without so much as another word, we did so. Though for Chris and I, it was even easier. We just let our robes fall, revealing our nakedness beneath them, now only waiting on the twins as the girls methodically removed, and even folded their clothes on a nearby chair before walking over and joining us again. My aunt was staring at my cock, limp as it was.

"I must say David. Even as limp as your dick currently is, it looks like it is, or at least can be...a pretty big one. Can't say as I now blame any of your sisters for wanting to try that one on for size."

You could have heard a pin drop after she said that, though she continued a moment or two later, looking at all of us. "You know, I might be an old Dyke in some ways, at least in the way some might see or describe me. No secrets there, your mothers certainly always known I've had a thing for women. But...just because I do, doesn't mean I haven't on occasion enjoyed a nice ride with a man here and there either. I do know a nice cock when I see one." She then looked up at me, straight in the eye. "So my boy...let's see it. Make it nice and hard for me, let's have a look at it shall we?" She then stood, calling the twins over to her. "And while David's busy working on that, why don't the two of you undress me," she added. "I think we've got a long...long afternoon ahead of us here don't you think?"

With that, Chris laughed, looking very much relieved, yet still somewhat confused. I knew I was, though I had taken a seat in the chair across from her as I began stroking myself in accordance with my Aunt's demand. The whole thing seemed surreal however even as I did that. Expecting far worse from my aunt, especially under the circumstances, now here we all were, once more headed for a day of incestual fun and excitement by the looks of it. Minutes later, my aunt too was naked, and admittedly, I found looking at her to be rather arousing and exciting. I know it probably had a lot to do with the fact she was my mother's twin. So in a sense, seeing my Aunt, was also seeing mom.

It was a fine line I was walking here. Looking was one thing, doing was something else entirely. But, sitting here looking at my aunt as she now sat down on the couch in front of me, the twins now sitting on either side of her, fondling her rather large, somewhat droopy breasts, was exciting as hell. And I also noticed something else. Unlike mom, Aunt Marla had actually shaved her pussy. Something that was totally unexpected, especially from her perhaps. I'd seen mom quite by accident a few weeks ago, walking by her room as she was changing. Mom had a pretty full bush, trimmed yes, but she obviously still held on to the more traditional naturalness of her particular age group. Though looking at Stacy sitting next to my aunt, I again wondered why she insisted on keeping that small tuft of hair over her puss as opposed to just shaving it.

"To each their own I suppose," I thought to myself, which obviously included my aunt now too.

"Ok David, stand up...let's see it," my aunt told me. I did so, facing her, my cock hard enough perhaps, though not quite as thick or as full as it could get quite yet. "Now turn off to the side," she implored me, the tone of her voice taking on a rather lusty sounding edge to it, though she also addressed the twins too. "Pull on them harder girls, my titties like it rough," she informed them. "Gets me all nice and juicy," she added once more turning back to speak to me. "So David...how's it feel to have your own sister suck your cock for you? Did you enjoy it when she did that?" I looked at Chris, smiling yes, remembering yes, and felt my prick actually throb a little, as well as even harden a bit more too. Marla laughed, seeing my prick actually throb and bounce of its own accord. "I can see that you did...do," she added. "What about it Chris? How about you coming over here and kneeling in front of your brother for me. Let's see your technique, let's see how well you really can suck a man's cock."​